Welcome to Razorcake | DIY Punk Music | Punk Bands | Punk Rock Bands | Punk Magazine Welcome to Razorcake | DIY Punk Music | Punk Bands | Punk Rock Bands | Punk Magazine
 

























· 1:Webcomic Wednesdays #110
· 2:Webcomic Wednesdays #107
· 3:Webcomic Wednesdays #108
· 4:Webcomic Wednesdays #109
· 5:Parenting for Weirdos: Round One


Subscriptions
New Subscriptions
Renewal
Stickers and Buttons
Gift Subscription


Razorcake #84
Tim Version, Ordinary Life LP + bonus 7"
Radon, 28 LP
Zisk #25
Razorcake #83


Can't find Razorcake at your favorite store? Lend us a hand and we'll send you a free issue.



Razorcake will send you one free issue if you ask your librarian if they would carry Razorcake in their stacks. (This offer is good for both traditional libraries and independent libraries.) To get the free issue, you must send us the librarian's name and email and the library's postal address. We will then contact them directly and donate a subscription to them. U.S. libraries only, due to postage.

Imprint Indie Printing

Record Reviews

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

| 0-9| A| B| C| D| E| F| G| H| I| J| K| L| M |

| N| O| P| Q| R| S| T| U| V| W| X| Y| Z|

Below are some recently posted reviews.

RSS Feed

TEENAGE KICKS:
4 Pasos Al Power Bailes: 7"
I don’t know what Teenage Kicks you’re thinking of, but this is the punk band from Tijuana, Mexico. Four aggressive, driving tunes that aren’t afraid to slow down, open the flood gates, and let a little feedback enter the situation. Sung completely in Spanish and with hand-screened covers by the band, this one’s a keeper. –Daryl Gussin (Nuestra Lengua)


INDIGENTS, THEE:
Brain Dead World: 7"
The first time I heard Thee Indigents on the Tower 13 album, I thought, how the fuck did this band get onto this comp? I thought it was the only stinker on the record. The last time I heard the Tower 13 comp, the song by Thee Indigents was one of my favorites. My initial dislike had to do with the ridiculously snotty vocals. I mean ridiculously snotty. This guy makes Joey Vindictive sound like he just blew his nose. Thee Indigents’ singer makes the Stitches’ Mike Lohrman sound like goddamn Frank Sinatra. That’s how snotty he is. But the band that backs him up is so tight that they propel you through the songs. They get you tapping your toes and running a one-man circle pit in your living room. They keep you interested so long that you’ll start to like the vocals. Then, you’ll start to love them. What can I say? The snot grows on me. This is another ringer from Hostage. –Sean Carswell (Hostage)


I FARM:
Two Selected Works: CD
This CD definitely kept me on my toes. Just when I settled into one rhythm, it changed musical styles immediately and would continue to do so again and again. The majority of what they played was pretty damn good, going from mostly melody oriented upbeat punk, to hardcore, to something without much melody at all. All within each song. Most of the CD kept my attention. However, some of the quick changes in the songs really lost me. It was like the minute I had my head bobbing or my foot tapping, they switched gears faster than an ambidextrous hooker without much endurance in her right hand. I would usually end up feeling like the job wasn’t finished. With that said, I do find myself going back to this CD and giving it a listen every now and then, without any intention of selling it back. As an aside, I’m not sure if this has anything to do with their schizophrenic style of music, but according to their label, they got their name cause they farm meth. –Toby Tober (Big Action)


HUSBANDS, THE:
Daniel b/w You Need Hands: 7"
These three ladies from the San Francisco area haven’t failed me yet. They’re like the little sister gone wrong of the Detroit Cobras. The one that’s not afraid to get a little dirty and break curfew. Raw rock and roll at its best. –Megan Pants (Blue Bus)


HUNNS, THE:
Long Legs, Die Hunns: CD
I’m not sure if the band is no longer Duane Peters and the Hunns. Are they now the Hunns or Die Hunns? I have to admit that I have not followed Duane Peters or his other band, the U.S. Bombs. I know I liked one song from the latter band. But I sure like this band or the line-up of this band on this release. For me, the highlight is the additional vocal duties of the ex-Nashville Pussy amazon, Corey Parks. Her vocals dueling with Duane’s adds additional character to the songs, especially when she dominates most of vocals on certain songs. Great choice of cover songs that start off the CD like “Time Has Come Today” by the Chamber Brothers. Also included are covers of the Undertones, the Wipers, and the Sex Pistols. The originals are no slackers either. Straight-up punk with a late ‘70s, early ‘80s So Cal sound. Cool as shit, hot as ice. –Donofthedead (Disaster)


HOW WE LOST THE WAR:
Self-titled: 7" EP
This sounds like one o’ them insta-grow bands that make up tunes, practice ‘em and then hit the record button all in the same day. Protes Bengt they are not. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.howwelostthewar.com)


HORNY MORMONS:
Play Goat-Ropin’, Corn-Huskin’, Chicken-Molestin’, Cow-Tippin’, ‘n’ Other Fine D: CD
Looks like entire recorded history of the band plus twenty-eight live tunes. Lesser Dead Milkmen that’s pretty painless. –Speedway Randy (Sacramento)


HOREHOUNDS:
No Time for You: LP
These guys are up to their eyeballs in Dolls influence and sex obsession, but they rock the fuck outta punk rock’n’roll template. This one’s a keeper. –Jimmy Alvarado (Rockin’ Bones)


HOLLY TREE:
Anytime, Anywhere: 7"
Brazilian band, transplanted to the LA area, give it their all. The title track is where it’s at. Prototypical Hostage-style OC punk rock. It’s a snotty, swaggery, weird-eyed and knowing smirk of a song with great hooks and my favorite of the three. The second song, “Boom Box,” tips a hat to the Dead Boys, where even though it’s not the fastest track in the land, there’s danger on the edges. The b-side, “Drugstore,” starts off as a surf rocker – with echoes of the Blasters of all things – then leaps onto the concrete, knocks out some teeth, and does a good job of being epic and adventurous (read being over three minutes) without being wanky or pretentious (even though there is a drum solo, it fits). Worth keeping an eye out for. Only 300 made. –Todd Taylor (Headline)


HOLLOW POINTS:
Annihilation: CD
I don’t get it. Everything about this band screams that I should loathe them. Shades of later Bad Religion abound, they’re sick with pop hooks, and yet I’ve adored them since the first time I heard “POW” on the Dirtnap Across the Northwest comp and I’ve spent the last year trying to figure out why. Aside from the fact that they manage to punch all the right buttons for me, I think what gets me more than anything else is that they sound authentic in ways that even bands like Bad Religion don’t anymore. The lyrics are solid, they sound like they mean it, man, and they play with a level of conviction that’s rare these days. I have little doubt this’ll make a few top ten lists this year, and rightly so. –Jimmy Alvarado (Dirtnap)


HENRY FIAT’S OPEN SORE:
The Parallel Universe of…: LP
Oh, the glory of the vinyl medium lends itself well to the HFOS mania. There’s something comforting and eerie about these guys. It’s like visiting older musical neighborhoods – like those inhabited by the old Dwarves and the well-missed Mummies – but HFOS are the newest, more demented kids playing in the rubble of the long-ago destroyed landscape. Nothing should grow there. Everything should rot and decay and give up and die. But from the ashes and poisonous rainwater sprout four black-bandaged Swedes with radioactive fluids coursing through their veins. Grayed wickedness in their softened brains. Viruses and plagues and their fingertips and in their throats. The antidote to any “Employee of the Week,” a rabid, mistreated Dachshund to the balls of all the bands too busy stretching for the brass ring to notice before teeth are clamped on tight. It’s downright a comfort to hear such fight, fuck, fight, fuck me, fuck you, fuck us all on record. Do the math of twenty-five songs on an LP and you know they don’t dick around. Yep, recommended. –Todd Taylor (Raw Deluxe)


HAYMARKET RIOT:
Mog: CD
Post-punk college radio pap that I tend to ignore. –Donofthedead (Thick)


HASIL ADKINS:
“Kim Rock” b/w “Baseball Bat Song”: 12” single
A twelve inch single, from Italy. Hasil Adkins is the man. Two songs: “Kim Rock” and “Baseball Bat.” The first you need to hear because you have to. You have to know. The second you need to hear especially if you’ve read part 1 of the Razorcake Hasil interview, ‘cause I know you just finished part 2. If not, go to it now! Get! … Alright, now you’re a bit more ready, and there is nothing more I can say except you might want to get up and get one of these cause I don’t think they’ll hang around too long. You don’t want to go your life without the latest from the Lone One himself. So sad. So true. Make you laugh. Make you blue. Get to it. –bradley (Rockin’ Bones)


HAMMERDOWN TURPENTINE:
Ain’t No Grave: CD
I really think the infamous Bradley Williams of this here mag would love this since I can’t do any justice to this band. I’m going to send it his way. My quick description would be a down and dirty swamp boogie experience with the cow punk twang.  –Donofthedead (Blue Bus)


HAIR BEARD COMBO:
Complete Discography (So Far…): CD
When I said that the new Leatherface was going to be the best album of the year, I may have spoke too soon. On the twenty-two songs on this retrospective, the Hair Beard Combo triumphantly prove time and again that they are leaps and bounds better than any other acoustic-based band out there, especially Even in Blackouts, who totally suck. And it’s not just some mellow Leonard Cohen rip that you’d only put on when you’re trying to get laid, they tackle subject matter more vital than anything else I can think of off the top of my head. Do you really want to get bogged down with left-wing rhetoric when you listen to music? Of course not. You want to listen to songs about stuff like grape jelly, monster trucks, and Magnum, PI, arguably the greatest Hawaii-based cop show ever. But for those of you who just HAVE to have politics invading every aspect of your life, they also address the current situation in the Middle East by saying, “I know we’re totally bombing you but it’s totally not my fault, ‘cause I totally voted for Dan Marino.” Really, who needs Discharge when you’ve got the Hair Beard Combo?  –Josh (Pro Dudes USA)


GUN CRAZY:
Dropping Like Flies: CD
Some rippin’ punk rock’n’roll from Austin, struttin’, swaggerin’ and slangin’ its charm like a high-end call girl in the midst of a ship full of horny sailors. I’ve been a bit burned out on this genre for a while now, but when something this cool comes along, you can’t help but pay attention, and this is worthy of frequent listens. –Jimmy Alvarado (Mortville)


GUADRON:
Raw Voltage: CD
After approximately ten full length listens to Raw Voltage, the debut album from Guadron (aka Detroit-based artist/musician Ron Zakin), this writer is still at a loss for a proper review. “Why?” you ask. Is it that awful? No, quite the contrary. For some reason, it seems to be far easier to write a five-page essay on the ghastly performances of American Idol wannabes than to write a few lines describing the electronic intricacies that keep this album on repeat. It becomes difficult to verbalize the hyper dance beats and the constantly fluctuating tempos that make my head spin and cause me to see, for some odd reason, looped car chases when I shut my eyes. The task becomes more arduous when, upon each consecutive listen, new sounds emerge – a snip of a tribal drum here, a lick of a guitar there and are those spoons clicking in the background or am I imagining things again? After awhile, the tracks begin to fade into each other. The starts and stops of specific pieces become irrelevant and it seems clear that Raw Voltage is not a work divided into eleven parts, but one full body of electronic madness that will keep this listener dancing in her bedroom for a long time. –Liz O. (Ersatz Audio)


GROVER KENT:
Me, Myself, & Your Mother: CD
Know that feeling when you don’t expect much of a band and then they blow you away? It kind of feels like you’ve got a special secret and you slip one of their songs on to every mix you make. This band did not give me anything close to that feeling. I expected little and they gave me less. –Megan Pants (Grover Kent)


GREEN DAY:
1,039/Smoothed Out Slappy Hours: CD
I am a dork! I have always loved Green Day! Usually, being a dork also means that you are so musically and technically inept that you can’t tell the difference when a CD gets remastered. But, in this case, I could actually tell the difference – more clear and loud and all of that. Plus there’s some stupid bonus CD-rom crap. (End: “Technical” Part of Review.) But the important thing is, if for some reason, you’ve managed to go through your life without owning this, you, sir or ma’am, have some explaining to do. Some of the best pop songs ever. Yes, pop songs! Yes, love songs! If this were a cereal, it’d be Lucky Charms! One of my favorite albums! –Maddy (Lookout)


GOONS, THE:
Nation in Distress: CD
Wow, this was a surprise. Solid hardcore tunes here that don’t merely rely on speed to mask incompetence like so many others do. Hell, a couple of tunes are downright anthemic. The lyrics manage to be topical and political without sounding like a pamphlet and the singer has an atypical timbre to his vocals but still manages to elicit the requisite pissed-offness required for the genre. In short, some rockin’ stuff here. –Jimmy Alvarado (Reptilian)


GO BETTY GO:
Worst Enemy: CDEP
I was pretty excited when this came. Go Betty Go is a female quartet that was the staple Tuesday band at the only bar within walking distance a year ago. They alternate between English and Spanish lyrics and are on the aggressive side of pop-punk. But man, is this release slick. They thank their drum tech and name what equipment they use. It was mastered at Capitol Records. The worst is that it’s heavily produced and a lot of the edge is lost. The third of four tracks, “Son Mis Locuras,” is the best on here, but I doubt I’ll be heading out to the Warped Tour to see them these days. (Two weeks after writing this, I saw a deodorant ad with one of their songs playing in it – something smells like sell-out and it’s not my pits!)  –Megan Pants (Side One Dummy)


GIVE UPS/VM Collision:
Split: 7" EP
Give Ups: Straightforward thud punk that manages to hit that sweet spot not once but twice. Kinda like the Rip Offs with cleaner production and Marshall stacks. VM Collision: Not as interesting as the Give Ups even though they barrel along at twice the speed. I’m hearing some fairly stereotypical pop punk trappings buried underneath them loud guitars. –Jimmy Alvarado (Say Ten)


GIVE UPS/ RADIO BEATS:
Split: 7” EP
Give Ups: Some catchy stuff here if you like your punk with a Killed By Death slant. Radio Beats: Eight-bar blues-based rock/punk, not as immediately interesting as the Radio Beats stuff, but I ain’t exactly knockin’ it, either. In all, not a bad listen. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.thegiveups.com)


GIBBONS, THE:
Self-titled: 7"
Young kids from the east side of Detroit. Pop punk mixed with politics has seen a much worse fate, but this isn’t yet crucial listening. The nasal vocals and pretty standard beats remind me of a less compelling Powerbait-era Digger mixed with a less lyrically savvy Connie Dungs. Still, they give it a shot, don’t go for the cheapest of shots and riffs, and spark some promise to their next release. –Todd Taylor (Salinas / Neon Boombox)


GHETTO WAYS:
Self-titled: LP
My initial impulse was to dismiss this for the derivative slop it is, but the catchy ‘60s soul-encrusted Stoogeisms won me over in the end. I’ve just played it three times in a row, which can only mean that I like it more than I thought I did. –Jimmy Alvarado (Alien Snatch)


1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200 201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240 241 242 243 244 245 246 247 248 249 250 251 252 253 254 255 256 257 258 259 260 261 262 263 264 265 266 267 268 269 270 271 272 273 274 275 276 277 278 279 280 281 282 283 284 285 286 287 288 289 290 291 292 293 294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302 303 304 305 306 307 308 309 310 311 312 313 314 315 316 317 318 319 320 321 322 323 324 325 326 327 328 329 330 331 332 333 334 335 336 337 338 339 340 341 342 343 344 345 346 347 348 349 350 351 352 353 354 355 356 357 358 359 360 361 362 363 364 365 366 367 368 369 370 371 372 373 374 375 376 377 378 379 380 381 382 383 384 385 386 387 388 389 390 391 392 393 394 395 396 397 398 399 400 401 402 403 404 405 406 407 408 409 410 411 412 413 414 415 416 417 418 419 420 421 422 423 424 425 426 427 428 429 430 431 432 433 434 435 436 437 438 439 440 441 442 443 444 445 446 447 448 449 450 451 452 453 454 455 456 457 458 459 460 461 462 463 464 465 466 467 468 469 470 471 472 473 474 475 476 477 478 479 480 481 482 483 484 485 486 487 488 489 490 491 492 493 494 495 496 497 498 499 500 501 502 503 504 505 506 507 508 509 510 511 512 513 514 515 516 517 518 519 520 521 522 523 524 525 526 527 528 529 530 531 532 533 534 535 536 537 538 539 540 541 542 543 544 545 546 547 548 549 550 551 552 553 554 555 556 557 558 559 560 561 562 563 564 565 566 567 568 569 570 571 572 573 574 575 576 577 578 579 580 581 582 583 584 585 586 587 588 589 590 591 592 593 594 595 596 597 598 599 600 601 602 603 604 605 606 607 608 609 610 611 612 613 614 615 616 617 618 619 620 621 622 623 624 625 626 627 628 629 630 631 632 633 634 635 636 637 638 639 640 641 642 643 644 645 646 647 648 649 650 651 652 653 654 655 656 657 658 659 660 661 662 663 664 665 666 667 668 669 670 671 672 673 674 675 676 677 678 679 680 681 682 683 684 685 686 687 688 689 690 691 692 693 694 695 696 697 698 699 700 701 702 703 704 705 706 707 708 709 710 711 712 713 714 715 716 717 718 719 720 721 722 723 724 725 726 727 728 729 730 731 732 733 734 735 736 737 738 739 740 741 742 743 744 745 746 747 748 749 750 751 752 753 754 755 756 757 758 759 760 761 762 763 764 765 766 767 768 769 770 771 772 773 774 775 776 777 778 779 780 781 782 783 784 785 786 787 788 789 790 791 792 793 794 795 796 797 798 799 800 801 802 803 804 805 806 807 808 809 810 811 812 813 814 815 816 817 818 819 820 821 822 823 824 825 826 827 828 829 830 831 832 833 834 835 836 837 838 839 840 841 842 843 844 845 846 847 848 849 850 851 852 853 854 855 856 857 858 859 860 861 862 863 864 865 866 867 868 869 870 871 872 873 874 875 876 877 878 879 880 881 882 883 884 885 886 887 888

| 0-9| A| B| C| D| E| F| G| H| I| J| K| L| M |

| N| O| P| Q| R| S| T| U| V| W| X| Y| Z|

Razorcake Podcast Player



·Finished But Unfinished
·People’s Apocalypse, The
·STAT DAD
·WAY HIGH-MEN
·SELF DEFENSE
·THIS MOMENT IN BLACK HISTORY / SUN GOD
·Turbonegro and Amulet
·MALE BONDAGE
·DIE SWEET


Black and Red Eye



If you live in the Los Angeles area and want to help us out, let us know.



Get monthly notifications of new arrivals and distro and special offers for being part of the Razorcake army.



 
Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc.
PO Box 42129
Los Angeles, CA 90042

Except for reviews, which appear in both, the
contents of the Razorcake website are completely
different from the contents of Razorcake Fanzine.

© 2001-2011 Razorcake/Gorsky Press, Inc. Privacy Policy

Razorcake.org is made possible in part by grants from
the City of Los Angeles, Department
of Cultural Affairs and is supported
by the Los Angeles County Board of
Supervisors through the Los Angeles
Arts Commission.
Department of Cultural AffairsLos Angeles County Arts Commission


Web site engine code is Copyright © 2003 by PHP-Nuke. All Rights Reserved. PHP-Nuke is Free Software released under the GNU/GPL license.